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PAATOM

The online edition of'PAATOM'Magazine founded byMN Vijayan-

In the Context of diffusion of imperialist machinery into the Indian Communist movementsPAATOMraises indignant resistance against the hell of ideology and praxis vitiated by the pseudo Marxist goons of imperium.

'PAATOM' is a resistance from the deepest of the racial sanctity of humanity nursed by the leftist political ethos."PAATOM" is the voice of honest determination, that means to uncover the treacherous objects concealed beneath the mystery of hegemonic jargon.

We offer a laborious contribution to the truly humanist interventions that would enlarge the circumference and depth of emotional and intellectual perceptions.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

I am not bothered about the waterfallsI might have missed the facesThey have measured my fathoms Clouds are often misquoted by usWhere are the curtainsI want them to hide my runsStill awful are my heightsI keep climbing the fallen trees

Gone are the stillnesswhat we see are no more oceansIrregular illness, I salute your sadnessFor they meet my seasons

I will call letters in charmsIt withers often in pipesfuming eyes, they cling to the hopesAnd many more inmates in darkness

I resist the suggestionsWake up my woundsYou need to remember the wingsThey are ever tied to the sins

Trivial problemsThey charge my veinsPointed fingers are never in missChange your course, if I confess